an alien a day keeps the sorceror's away

The response from Sivene came as a great surprise to Rylee. She blinked, staring at her as she explained that Fen'Harel created the Veil. That the shems might actually worship an elf. The pause to process lasted maybe a few seconds. Then, all at once, Rylee began to laugh. Hysterically.

That is the best thing I have ever heard, she finally managed, quelling the laughter to a manageable level. I could kiss you right now, that might make my... life. She laughed again, briefly clutching her stomach. It was beginning to hurt from the laughing. She'd never had such a good belly laugh before. Not to recent memory, at least.

They are, she agreed with a nod. Though the question after gave her pause. I've never asked a Dalish what they mean when they call us that. I can only assume it's because we're stuck around shems.